tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766781716315011056.post-49840167132928719012017-11-25T03:22:00.000-08:002017-11-25T03:28:40.879-08:00The Social ServiceIt was a usual night in the Gurapur village, as the flame from the night
<br>lamp was subtly flickering in one corner of the room. It has was hot and
<br>humid. There was no electricity in the entire village. Tamanna was
<br>sitting on the floor near the oven, fanning herself with an old
<br>newspaper. Her body was glistening with sweat. She was waiting for her
<br>husband, who would soon return after a strenuous day at the farm.
<br> Life was no less than a tyranny for the 24-year-old Tamanna. Her husband
<br>Kanhaiya was a 28 years old drunkard who was otherwise a hardworking
<br>farmer. They were married to each other exactly one year back and they
<br>had already lost the romance between them, thanks to the cruel village
<br>life. Every morning Kanhaiya would get up as soon as the sun would rise
<br>and go to his farm which was a mile&#39;s walk away. He would then return
<br>only at night after having a routine drinking session with his friends.
<br>Tamanna would handle the household every day without a spur of complaint.
<br> Tamanna was a dark-skinned, busty woman with full grown womanhood. A lot
<br>of women envied her features. She had curvy round hips which were enough
<br>to seduce even the men of high morals. Her huge rounded breasts with dark
<br>erect nipples always appeared to be teasing through the thin blouse that
<br>she wore most of the time. All in all, her slutty figure was enough to
<br>get a manhood hard. But all this did not seem to have any noticeable
<br>effect on her own husband. Her husband somehow always found alcohol more
<br>luring than Tamanna. And it was very reasonable that even after a year of
<br>marriage they both have not yet been intimate.
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<br> Tamanna was suddenly shaken up from her thoughts as Kanhaiya came rocking
<br>through the wooden gate and fell down on the bed. He was drunk as usual
<br>and was out of his senses. He murmured something in his inebriated state
<br>and passed out. He would now only open his eyes the next morning.
<br> She got up, put a latch on the door and went to the bed. She removed her
<br>blouse, kept it on the stool and readied herself to sleep. It was normal
<br>to sleep without undergarments in such hot weather without any fan
<br>working overhead. She was again lost in her thoughts as she silently laid
<br>beside her drunk husband. It was almost months since they last had sex.
<br>And even then it was her husband who orgasmed. All of their sex sessions
<br>had been like this. Her husband used to dominate her and after stroking
<br>her wildly for a couple of minutes he would ejaculate and would sleep
<br>off. Tamanna would then have to finger herself to an orgasm to satisfy
<br>herself.
<br> The wives were never allowed to express their sexuality. And the husband
<br>would only make love to them when he felt horny. But what about the
<br>nights when the wives were horny? But instead of complaining, she had now
<br>started to accept this. Almost every woman in the village had the same
<br>story to tell. But tonight was one such night. Tamanna was horny since
<br>this evening. She waited for her husband to come all day but he came home
<br>drunk.
<br> A knock on the door suddenly shook her from her thoughts again as she got
<br>up hurriedly. She covered her upper body with the saree she was wearing
<br>and walked towards the door and opened it.
<br> A boy was standing with a bag on the back. &quot;Maaf kijiyega! Itni raat ko
<br>disturb kiya, par actually mai yaha ghumne aya tha, aur ab raat kaafi ho
<br>gayi hai aur shahar bhi kaafi dur hai. Kya mai yaha ruk sakta hu? Kal
<br>subah hote hi mai nikal jaunga.&quot; he spoke innocently.
<br>&quot;Thik hai sahab! Niche bedsheet bicha k so jao. Koi dikkat nahi hai.&quot;
<br>Tamanna spoke smilingly as she let the stranger in.
<br> &quot;Thank you! Mera naam Aditya…….&quot; his was speechless as Tamanna returned
<br>with the lamp. The subtle light from the flames of the lamp revealed her
<br>huge breast. Although it was covered with the saree, her nipples stared
<br>out even in the dark. Aditya&#39;s eyes got transfixed to the nipples.
<br>Tamanna looked at the stranger&#39;s eyes and then followed towards her
<br>breasts. She smiled and continued, &quot; and aa jao!&quot; and blushed noticeably.
<br>Aditya felt embarrassed as Tamanna smiled. As Tamanna turned around to
<br>guide him inside, Aditya stared at her busty hips. He had always
<br>fantasised such slutty women. he didn&#39;t know Indian villages had such
<br>wild treasures.
<br> He kept down his bag and spread out his bedsheet on the floor. &quot;T-shirt
<br>utar lo, garmi bohot hai!&quot; Tamanna spoke. Aditya removed his t-shirt and
<br>threw it on the nearby stool. The gentle darkness revealed his sturdy
<br>body which had now begun to form pearls of sweat on it. &quot;Aap bohot
<br>khoobsurat ho!&quot; Aditya told her, looking straight at her eyes. Tamanna
<br>returned with a blushing smile. It was the first time in her life, that
<br>she had received such a compliment.
<br> As Aditya readied to lay down, Tamanna walked past him and in the
<br>darkness they collided. The huge breasts brushed against the sturdy
<br>sweaty body of Aditya. They both looked at each other and blushed. It was
<br>one of those nights when Tamanna was extremely horny and never in her
<br>life had she felt this extreme an urge to express it so wildly. The saree
<br>fell down from her shoulder, exposing the bare breasts with dark nipples.
<br>It glistened with sweat against the flickering flame. Aditya stood there
<br>and watched agape. Tamanna did not try to cover herself up. She wanted to
<br>enjoy tonight. She wanted to satisfy herself tonight. She wanted to be
<br>the slut she had always dreamt of being.
<br> Aditya moved closer as Tamanna looked aside in shyness. He moved his lips
<br>closer. Tamanna began to feel the heavy breathing of Aditya. She did not
<br>react. She was numb. The very fact that her drunk husband was lying in
<br>the next room while a stranger was trying to steal a kiss turned her on.
<br>Aditya had her boner and it was quietly visible through the boxers he was
<br>wearing. Tamanna suddenly gripped him and pulled him closer and kissed
<br>him hard. The salivas exchanged and so did the sweat on their lips.
<br> It was salty and Aditya had his biggest bulge on the boxers tonight. He
<br>forced her down as they both laid down on the bedsheet. Tamanna gently
<br>removed her saree over the waist and kept it on the side stool. She was
<br>sweaty and their bodies slid against each other. Aditya just wanted to
<br>forget all stigmas and enjoy this night of wildness. He licked Tamanna&#39;s
<br>upper body. He wanted to taste the serenity of the woman. He licked all
<br>her sweat while Tamanna moaned in anticipation. Tamanna raised her upper
<br>arm and pushed her arm-pit forward. It was dark and hairy. The hair in
<br>the armpits made it all sexier. Aditya licked it wildly. The kinky smell
<br>of the sweat turned him on and on. He slid his hands inside the petticoat
<br>and felt the thick bushy haired pussy.
<br> He had fucked a lot of girls. Almost every one was clean shaved or at
<br>least neatly trimmed. But this was something different. Tamanna was a
<br>dirty slut. She was an ordinary housewife. She had bushes of thick black
<br>hair on her vaginal walls which made it more attractive! Aditya removed
<br>his boxers and forced his erect penis inside Tamanna, laying on top of
<br>her. And it was the first time, Tamanna felt a manhood exploiting her so
<br>wildly and yet caringly. Aditya thrust his dick inside feeling the moist
<br>warmth of Tamanna&#39;s womanly pussy. It was loose, quite evident of the
<br>fact that her husband had always been harsh on her. He rubbed himself
<br>against her slippery sweaty body while Tamanna laid back quietly. She was
<br>enjoying the night of her life. She had surrendered herself to Aditya&#39;s
<br>manhood.
<br> She wanted him to dominate tonight while she enjoyed the rare luxury. She
<br>moaned wildly as she was relaxed about her husband being completely out
<br>of senses to find anything out. Aditya sucked the huge breasts and the
<br>taste was completely different from the regular teens he slept with. It
<br>had a tinge of sweatiness and an erotic saltiness to it. It felt great.
<br>he sucked for almost ten minutes while Tamanna moaned loudly. Aditya
<br>again continued fucking Tamanna hard. He jumped on top of her and watched
<br>her womanly face shake in ecstasy.
<br> And finally after almost thirty minutes of good fucking, Tamanna
<br>orgasmed. She had the most powerful orgasm ever. She cried out like a mad
<br>woman. Tears rolled down through the side of her eyes as she craved for
<br>more. Aditya got down and turned Tamanna over him and began another fuck
<br>session. Tamanna, for the first time in her life, dominated a man. She
<br>sat on him. The penis was still inside her wet pussy. She now began
<br>humping like a horse-rider. She humped on Aditya wildly and it was only a
<br>matter of ten minutes when she orgasmed again. Never had she had multiple
<br>orgasms! She was exhausted and completely spent by now.
<br> Aditya quickly pulled out his erect rod from inside Tamanna and forced it
<br>into her mouth. And there she was! Complete piece of magic! The thick
<br>paste of saliva on his dick felt like heaven as Tamanna sucked it like a
<br>whore. She gently bit it at the bottom and pressed it hard against her
<br>throat. And finally, Aditya came! He exploded with an insane amount of
<br>semen. The thick load of semen poured gently inside Tamanna&#39;s mouth as
<br>she obediently drank it. She had never tasted semen before. It was salty.
<br>It was sour. It was smelly. It was thick. It was dirty. And it was warm.
<br>She was satisfied now. She was completely spent.
<br> They both laid for an hour, naked and on each other&#39;s arms. They didn&#39;t
<br>speak to each other. Aditya caressed her hair and Tamanna gently stroked
<br>his penis which had now become small after working so hard.
<br> At 4′ o clock, Tamanna and Aditya got up. In an hour the sun would be up
<br>and her husband would go to work. She got up and looked at Aditya
<br>smilingly and wore the petticoat, the blouse, and the saree. Aditya
<br>dressed up too and began to pack his bag. He would leave in a couple of
<br>minutes.
<br> It was a night, Tamanna will never forget. She loved her husband. She did
<br>not want to cheat on him. Neither did she want to have sex with s
<br>stranger again. But tonight she needed it more than anything. She enjoyed
<br>the night and wanted to carry it with her for the rest of her life. They
<br>promised to never meet again as Aditya walked away.
<br> Tamanna cleaned the semen stains from the floor and tied her hair. And
<br>then she slept beside her husband holding him tight. She wanted to be a
<br>slut for one night. And she was one hell of a SLUT!
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